Reminisce....

It's not quiet in Oregon.

At the beautiful coast of Oregon it is real noisy.  The ocean is twenty-four seven insuring a rhythmic chant to all that is near.  Somewhat mesmerizing it's draw is eery.  Remember when Jaws came out?  A trip to spend time playing in the Ocean was what we looked forward to that year.  Until we stopped on the way in Las Vegas and endured "JAWS".   The play in the ocean part of the trip was destroyed.   Once the party reached the shores little more than tag with the waves ensued.    The mystery of the vast majority of this earth's water is amazing.  Photograph's of the ocean bring emotions, smells and memories.  The smell of fish?  Or maybe seaweed?  The shores of america pretty much have the same distinctive smell.  

The shot above was taken in June of 07'.  Everything about it takes me back.  It was raining pretty heavily.  The wind was blowing as it typically does.  And the "haystacks"  posed for me!   Typically it is not wise to block the foreground with a subject.  We are always reminded to provide a path for the viewer of the photograph to enter it and go to the back of it.  Sure I left a little path to the right but that was unintentional.  For me the log provided a place for the viewer to stop and contemplate where the footsteps go and enjoy the view.   Also it is a record that someone was at the log and ventured out to the ocean.   The black and white is not far from the actual conditions.  My time in Oregon that week will always be cherished.  That's so because it recharged me as a photographer.   More importantly it reminded me of my love and admiration for my beautiful wife.  She supports all my crazy times away and never complains when I return.  When home my thought at times drifts to those places of solace.  When on the road I miss all that is most important to me.